Lyrics:
G40 I might fuck a niggas bitch
West side so these hoes ain’t shit
(said these hoes ain’t shit)
Yellin fuck 12 as she’s hangin out the whip
Talkin
I shouldve known from the start
I shouldve known from the start
I shouldve known from the start
I shouldve known from the start
I shouldve
[Intro Adlibs]
So fine, hit me like, Ut ooh,
How you get so fine, (how’d you get so fine)
Girl I need some time,
I’m try’n, Do I need a co-sign,
I leveled up in a boss way
I made 3 bands I like 5 days
Don’t gotta be gangsta to move weight
Tryna flex what you not you gone lose face
I was so
Where do you think you know me from, why you quick to call me brother yo r like that, ion really know you
X
They lookin in my face fake love
(I can
[Hook]
Aye I don't know what you want
So baby tell me what you want from me (Aye what you want from me)
I'll pour up Patron and I'll lay back
CHORUS
They saying raps changed I don’t feel the same
Y’all just never changed Y’all just stay the same
Did it my way Made my own lane
Played my
Yeahh ohhhhh
Ay i aint tryin to argue with you
And you just wanna fight
When you’re wrong you think you’re right
Bringing up old shit like didn’t we
I get plans,
I get plans for you,
I get plans,
I get plans for u,
I get plans,
I get plans for you,
I get plans,
I get plans for u,
Dumebi
In her apartment suite
The skyline cut so sleek
She’s in her bedroom sound asleep
But I’m awake I just can’t sleep
Last night I was high on ecstasy
Most of y'all gettin' drunk off of power
Me? I'm intoxicated by greatness
If you wanna be the man of the hour,
Then it's gonna take hard work
Ion ask for to much
My time above ground limited
So when I wake up girl you know I wanna fuck
I ain’t got no where to go
Hit the steps
Fill my
I'm at the party I turn the bitch up
I'm rocking out with the glock out
Plug dropping p's like she dropping her panties
Imma just post at the spot
(H)
I heard the prophecy
Veni Vidi Vici
I've got the lock and key
Cuz I'm the God's son
(C)
Sem yoe ngabchu nga chi
Tho I only got three
That's
Hook
I watch my back on these streets
I’m ducking dodging police
It’s seems like they’re after me
But I keep it gangsta
They don’t want me
I’m just a rockstar sonofabitch with an itch
To change this world one piece at a time stitch by stitch
Now I ain’t rich by any standards that you’d
(I'm burning up the race
Blast off)
Blast off
I'm flying
And floating up in space
Take off
Break off
Any bullshit out my face
Blast off
I'm flying
You make me feel like a Saturday
All the other things I’m dealing with they had to wait
Why I always take a beating like a basketball
Thinking I
Sad Boy prod. Chill i1ill:
Yuh,
Aye aye
Yeah
Verse:
Yuh, I’m a sad boy
No simpleton
Won’t ever let you finesse me
Out my dividends
Yuh, I
Trapped inside a loop inside inside a loop,
And Nothing I consume on the tube
Is ever new,
I’m Watching some cartoons
I live in the living room,
Got some stuff I gotta work on tryna get back on my feet again
Yeah I've lose some people but I know that we gone meet again
Focused on myself feel
All these diamonds on me
Got these haters pissed off
Big boss like I’m Rick Ross
All designer when I’m steppin
Have a drip off
Back to back like
I
Hmmmm
Yea
YHL
All of this drip I could walk on water
Ice on my neck yea it cost a quarter
I been balling since the first quarter
Riding a wave I
(chorus) - my grandma ask me how i'm doing these days
I'm good girl i can't complain
A couple hits but really nothing change
A couple mills in
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